When she said this, I knew she was joking because although she
didn’t say much about herself, anyone who is familiar with the soft
sell magazines and social media will know her well and I know she
has no need of our small money.
I didn’t hear anything from her again until after about three
months. I was out of the country with my family on holidays the
day she called. She asked me to help a young man who needed a
soft loan. I told her I was out of the country on vacation, but
referred her to someone who can help. She told me the person can
wait and that I should let her know when I return from vacation. My
wife asked me about my conversation with her and asked me to be
careful. She said she wasn’t careful about her, but I shrugged her
away because I felt she was just being a woman.
When I returned to the country, I called her and she came over with
the young man who wanted the loan. Since she was standing
surety for him, his loan was processed quickly and to appreciate
she invited me for her birthday celebrations. I told her I will be
coming with my wife, but she insisted that I should come alone.
At this level, I should have applied caution; I made up my mind not
to go, but eventually, I went because I convinced myself that I
won’t stay too long, but when I got there, I met something else.
She had already made an elaborate arrangement for me and
sincerely, it was not like an open party that I expected.
It was just few of us, her friends and few men of my age. Though, I
enjoyed the party, but before I left, I was able to pick what her
intention was. I was uncomfortable with it and made up my mind
that I won’t fall into her trap.
Maybe the mistake I made was not telling my wife. We hardly keep
things from each other. I told her I was attending my client’s party,
although I didn’t mention her name, so when I returned home and
she asked me how it all went, I couldn’t tell her the truth, I had to
lie. The lies were my biggest undoing. Because I couldn’t open up
to tell my wife especially when other things began to happen.
Sincerely, I cannot say I knew when our friendship became a
relationship. She would invite me for lunch and sometimes I
stopped over at her place after work. I started keeping late nights
and stopped attending mid-week services in church. Whenever my
wife raised this, I had a readymade answer and it was always work
pressure. She is not the type of woman who complains or makes
issues. Another thing which buttressed my excuses was the fact
that my partner at a time was ill and had to go abroad for
treatment. At this time, I actually worked late, but Madam K was
readily available, with food drinks to take care of me.
Because my job entails travelling, I had an avenue for good
excuses; I would sometimes leave my home and stay in a hotel
with her or sometimes sleep over in her house. All the while, I
knew what I was doing was wrong, but I couldn’t help myself.
Every time I went out with her or slept at her place, I feel so guilty.
It became so bad that she started taking me to see her spiritual
leaders, Imams and people who pray for her. In fact, there was a
time she introduced mPPo a native doctor from her village in
Ijebu. She introduced me to a lot of things which ordinarily I
wouldn’t have been involved in.
I couldn’t tell anyone these, talk less of my wife. I knew I was
going too deep into it and that I should stop, but I couldn’t stop. At
a level, my wife quarreled with me, but eventually she relaxed and
started praying for me.
Something however, happened there weeks ago, which opened my
eyes and that is why I am seeking help. Madam K, told me that we
would be attending a burial party in Kogi her home state. I agreed
to go with her because I never thought that in my wildest dreams
would I meet anyone I knew there.
The very day I left home after telling my wife that I had to attend a
conference, her elder sister came in from the United States of
America to attend her friend’s dad’s burial in Nigeria. She said she
asked her to come along, but she gave an excuse that she had to
stay at home because I travelled out of town.
I didn’t know my sister-in-laws were attending the same party.
Thank God my wife didn’t come with them. Her elder sister came
to the party with two other younger ones and even the one who
stays with us.
It wasn’t an issue of telling lies, the party was in full swing and the
musician; one of the popular ones was playing and calling my
name and praising me as Madam K’s husband. It was really a
show of shame. We were just coming from the dance floor, when I
came face-to-face with my sister-in-laws. They were going to the
dance floor.
The first thing that came from my youngest sister-in-law was that,
“so uncle it is you”. I would have loved the ground to open and
swallow me. I greeted them and hurried away. I became
distablised, but couldn’t leave the party. I would have left, if I had
the opportunity, but Madam K didn’t allow me. She noticed the
change in my behaviour and asked what happened; I told her I had
a headache.
My sister-in-laws left the party before us; they came over to our
table to greet us. I eventually learnt that the woman who was
being buried was Madam K’s aunt who raised her..
I hurried home the following day thinking I was going to meet hell
at home, but my wife didn’t say a word. She welcomed me home
normally and later asked what was wrong with me. I told her I had
malaria and she suggested I go to the hospital.
Two days after, she called to tell me that her sister was at home.
Fortunately, I had to attend a church meeting so I couldn’t see her.
I prayed that she would have gone before I returned home and God
granted my request. But when I got home, I noticed that my wife’s
countenance had changed. Her sister who stays with us also
refused to meet my eyes. I don’t know if they had told my wife, but
she has not asked me anything. Please, what do I do? Should I
ask her and how do I get out of Madam K’s claws? I need your
counsel, please.


source: http://tribuneonlineng.com/caught-right-in-the-act-what-do-i-do

bcomputer101:
When she said this, I knew she was joking because although she
didn’t say much about herself, anyone who is familiar with the soft
sell magazines and social media will know her well and I know she
has no need of our small money.
I didn’t hear anything from her again until after about three
months. I was out of the country with my family on holidays the
day she called. She asked me to help a young man who needed a
soft loan. I told her I was out of the country on vacation, but
referred her to someone who can help. She told me the person can
wait and that I should let her know when I return from vacation. My
wife asked me about my conversation with her and asked me to be
careful. She said she wasn’t careful about her, but I shrugged her
away because I felt she was just being a woman.
When I returned to the country, I called her and she came over with
the young man who wanted the loan. Since she was standing
surety for him, his loan was processed quickly and to appreciate
she invited me for her birthday celebrations. I told her I will be
coming with my wife, but she insisted that I should come alone.
At this level, I should have applied caution; I made up my mind not
to go, but eventually, I went because I convinced myself that I
won’t stay too long, but when I got there, I met something else.
She had already made an elaborate arrangement for me and
sincerely, it was not like an open party that I expected.
It was just few of us, her friends and few men of my age. Though, I
enjoyed the party, but before I left, I was able to pick what her
intention was. I was uncomfortable with it and made up my mind
that I won’t fall into her trap.
Maybe the mistake I made was not telling my wife. We hardly keep
things from each other. I told her I was attending my client’s party,
although I didn’t mention her name, so when I returned home and
she asked me how it all went, I couldn’t tell her the truth, I had to
lie. The lies were my biggest undoing. Because I couldn’t open up
to tell my wife especially when other things began to happen.
Sincerely, I cannot say I knew when our friendship became a
relationship. She would invite me for lunch and sometimes I
stopped over at her place after work. I started keeping late nights
and stopped attending mid-week services in church. Whenever my
wife raised this, I had a readymade answer and it was always work
pressure. She is not the type of woman who complains or makes
issues. Another thing which buttressed my excuses was the fact
that my partner at a time was ill and had to go abroad for
treatment. At this time, I actually worked late, but Madam K was
readily available, with food drinks to take care of me.
Because my job entails travelling, I had an avenue for good
excuses; I would sometimes leave my home and stay in a hotel
with her or sometimes sleep over in her house. All the while, I
knew what I was doing was wrong, but I couldn’t help myself.
Every time I went out with her or slept at her place, I feel so guilty.
It became so bad that she started taking me to see her spiritual
leaders, Imams and people who pray for her. In fact, there was a
time she introduced mPPo a native doctor from her village in
Ijebu. She introduced me to a lot of things which ordinarily I
wouldn’t have been involved in.
I couldn’t tell anyone these, talk less of my wife. I knew I was
going too deep into it and that I should stop, but I couldn’t stop. At
a level, my wife quarreled with me, but eventually she relaxed and
started praying for me.
Something however, happened there weeks ago, which opened my
eyes and that is why I am seeking help. Madam K, told me that we
would be attending a burial party in Kogi her home state. I agreed
to go with her because I never thought that in my wildest dreams
would I meet anyone I knew there.
The very day I left home after telling my wife that I had to attend a
conference, her elder sister came in from the United States of
America to attend her friend’s dad’s burial in Nigeria. She said she
asked her to come along, but she gave an excuse that she had to
stay at home because I travelled out of town.
I didn’t know my sister-in-laws were attending the same party.
Thank God my wife didn’t come with them. Her elder sister came
to the party with two other younger ones and even the one who
stays with us.
It wasn’t an issue of telling lies, the party was in full swing and the
musician; one of the popular ones was playing and calling my
name and praising me as Madam K’s husband. It was really a
show of shame. We were just coming from the dance floor, when I
came face-to-face with my sister-in-laws. They were going to the
dance floor.
The first thing that came from my youngest sister-in-law was that,
“so uncle it is you”. I would have loved the ground to open and
swallow me. I greeted them and hurried away. I became
distablised, but couldn’t leave the party. I would have left, if I had
the opportunity, but Madam K didn’t allow me. She noticed the
change in my behaviour and asked what happened; I told her I had
a headache.
My sister-in-laws left the party before us; they came over to our
table to greet us. I eventually learnt that the woman who was
being buried was Madam K’s aunt who raised her..
I hurried home the following day thinking I was going to meet hell
at home, but my wife didn’t say a word. She welcomed me home
normally and later asked what was wrong with me. I told her I had
malaria and she suggested I go to the hospital.
Two days after, she called to tell me that her sister was at home.
Fortunately, I had to attend a church meeting so I couldn’t see her.
I prayed that she would have gone before I returned home and God
granted my request. But when I got home, I noticed that my wife’s
countenance had changed. Her sister who stays with us also
refused to meet my eyes. I don’t know if they had told my wife, but
she has not asked me anything. Please, what do I do? Should I
ask her and how do I get out of Madam K’s claws? I need your
counsel, please.


source: http://tribuneonlineng.com/caught-right-in-the-act-what-do-i-do

kkk

Just tell your wife everything that happened and as for her forgiveness so also ask God to forgive you and sin no more.and as for Madam K just fast and pray to God so as to be released from her grip. It is well!!!!!!

Just tell your wife everything that happened and ask for her forgiveness so also ask God to forgive you and sin no more.and as for Madam K just fast and pray to God so as to be released from her grip. It is well!!!!!!

from ur story u didnt tell us if u slept with madam k....it seems u were just sleeping at her house o

They exchanged FLUIDS in a bedmatic way.

stanvesco:
from ur story u didnt tell us if u slept with madam k....it seems u were just sleeping at her house o

Lies lies..her village in ijebu then Kogi!!

Ur sister in law was attending the burial party of her friends dadyand u are attending that of madam k's aunt

justmenoni:
Lies lies..her village in ijebu then Kogi!!

Ur sister in law was attending the burial party of her friends dadyand u are attending that of madam k's aunt

Hahahaha. God bless your brain.

Those ppl go do anything cos of traffic to their website

Shiningmama:


Hahahaha. God bless your brain.